It was a hot night, not helped by the dogs all laying
in a straight line only allowing me about eight inches along the edge of the
bed. They all looked most indignant when I hoiked them over (several times).
I eventually gave in and got up at eight o’clock. I
had a plan for an early dog walk, but it was already too hot.
I made toast and peered into the Internet. This
morning’s petty squabble was on one of the pond-related Facebook groups in
which quite a few people were bending over backwards to show they didn’t have
the faintest idea about how to tell the difference between a tench and a
goldfish.
And a friend got married yesterday. I say “a friend”;
she’s on my Facebook friends list, but I don’t recognise the name or the face.
I wonder who she is?
I Munzed, Wordled from “eight” to “alibi”
via “spiny” and “flick”, and got dressed.
Last Sunday we went for a short walk round Frittenden
following a geocaching Adventure Lab. I did have a vague plan to do one of
those today – a little half-hour walk. Yesterday we met friends at a geo-meet;
there was one of those in Sussex today. Yesterday we’d also had a great time at
Dog Club and with friends round in the evening. But by the time I’d scoffed
toast it was two degrees hotter than that in which I’d have been happy to take
the dogs out. Being far too hot to do anything much we sat in the garden (under
an umbrella) and had a rather dull day. I got a couple more coats of paint
onto my tyres, and in between painting I alternated between crossword puzzles
and my latest waste of time – “Meowduko”
which is actually rather harder than you might think.
And “er indoors TM” boiled
up a rather good ploughman’s lunch so the day wasn’t a total write-off..
In between “Daddies’ Little Angel TM” sent
messages and “My Boy TM” visited, both in honour of
today being Father’s Day. Back in the day Father’s Day used to be a big thing…
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